Water Lily Love
~ Hannah Snow
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He puts his hands up into her hair and glides them through the streams of infinity
Nuzzling her collarbone
....falling further into her eternity
...his subtle tears little lakes compared to the vast oceans of her love
...great lakes... for all he wishes to do is to make her proud
He brushes his skin lightly along hers
Drifting softy amongst the surface of her water lily skin
...her touch the water
...her skin the covering water lilies
oh how he drifts along the waters of her love
....how he'd die in her arms
...how'd drowning in her love one last time would make life all worthwhile.
As he brushes his tears onto her collarbone he feels as if he has contributed to her somehow
He feels special
A lake giving all the love
....all the water that he has left to her
...his ocean
...his goddess...
How he'd die for her for he knows he'd be remembered by her touch
....her memory,
....her love
... and would live on in the vast oceans of her love
For not did she make him the great lake that he is
.. but the puddle on the beach watching the sunset -
where he could gaze off into the wonderful colors of her sunset..
her soul...
her glamour...
her touch
...and to be swept off into the sea by her skin
...and drown in her love evermore...
... and for eternity...
He puts his hands up into her hair and glides them through the streams of infinity
Nuzzling her collarbone
....falling further into her eternity
...his subtle tears little lakes compared to the vast oceans of her love
...great lakes... for all he wishes to do is to make her proud
He brushes his skin lightly along hers
Drifting softy amongst the surface of her water lily skin
...her touch the water
...her skin the covering water lilies
oh how he drifts along the waters of her love
....how he'd die in her arms
...how'd drowning in her love one last time would make life all worthwhile.
As he brushes his tears onto her collarbone he feels as if he has contributed to her somehow
He feels special
A lake giving all the love
....all the water that he has left to her
...his ocean
...his goddess...
How he'd die for her for he knows he'd be remembered by her touch
....her memory,
....her love
... and would live on in the vast oceans of her love
For not did she make him the great lake that he is
.. but the puddle on the beach watching the sunset -
where he could gaze off into the wonderful colors of her sunset..
her soul...
her glamour...
her touch
...and to be swept off into the sea by her skin
...and drown in her love evermore...
... and for eternity...
…glide silently amongst her soul
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